A/N: This is going to be bloody massive. Each chapter will cover two months in a year and I hope to cover ten years with this fic. Like I said, massive. In any case, some chapters will be shorter than others, so be careful. Oh, and my older, finished fics will shortly be moved to an archive on here. I'll have the link up on my bio pretty soon here.

January 3rd, 2007

Ginny blew the strand of hair angrily from her face, glaring whole heartedly at the man she had sworn to honor and cherish.

"What the bloody hell is that supposed to mean?" she snarled at him.

Harry winced, glancing over his shoulder at the room where their children slept. Ginny grabbed his chin and forced his gaze back to her.

"They can't help you Harry. Now what the hell does this mean?"

She slapped the papers she was holding onto the table. Harry glanced at them and resisted a groan. He hadn't meant for her to find them. Ever. It had been a mistake to even ask his lawyer for them; he realized that now. But Ginny was so stubborn and abstinent some times that...

He looked up to meet his wife's eyes. Eyes that held no understanding. He definitely wasn't getting any tonight.

"Ginny, it was a mistake."

"What was? Marrying me or filing for divorce?"

"I didn't file for divorce!" He hissed shoving the papers at her.

She scanned the papers, her lips set in lines of bitter determination.

"You just thought about it."

"Yeah, Ginny. I did. It was a mistake, okay? It was that week when we--" He stopped knowing instantly he had gone to far.

"You mean the week I stayed with my brother?" Ginny whispered. "The week you slept with Morgan? Is that the week you're talking about?"

Harry winced again. "I told you it was a mistake!" He hissed.

Ginny stared at him in disgust. "So was marrying you."

She pulled her wand and aimed it at the papers. She spoke a single word and the blank lines filled in with her delicate, spidery writing. "Fortunately, that's one I can fix."

January 23

Ginny kissed James on the forehead.

"I don't want you to go Mommy!" He protested.

Lily and Albus echoed the words, wrapping their little arms around their mother's legs.

Ginny smiled sadly at her children. James was the spitting image of his father, even at nine. She reached up and messed his black hair around. He smiled bravely and reached up to fix it. Albus had his mother's freckles and eyes but his father's hair. Lily had no freckles but had the same coloration as her mother. Ginny hugged them.

"I know dears. But I can't take care of you by myself. Your father can. I will visit you, you know that!"

"I know, Mummy," Lily whispered. "Do you and Daddy stop fighting now?"

Ginny glanced back at the man she had spent all her life wanting and the last ten years trying to drag out of his past. She had no desire to leave her children with a man caught up in his own demons, but she had no choice. Harry hadn't wanted her to get a job until the kids were in school and she had obliged. She had nothing to rely on.

"Yes, darling. For now."

February 14

" 'Dromeda! I can't let you do this!" Ginny protested as her godson ran around helping (hindering actually) the movers as they brought the new set of drawers and the bed into the room Andromeda Tonks was insisting Ginny use.

Andromeda waved a hand dismissively. "Tish, tosh! Ginevra, I'm an old woman without much time left on this earth. I should be able to do what I want. And what I want is for you to stay here with Teddy and I until you get back on your feet."

"Andromeda!" Ginny began again.

"Darling girl," Andromeda said, taking Ginny's face in her hands. "Teddy absolutely adores you. And this will let you see your children more often."

Ginny bit her lip. In the half month since her divorce she had only seen her kids twice. It nagged on her often, the feeling of abandoning them to her crazy ex. Who apparently was seen cavorting of late with the same Morgan he slept with three years prior.

"Andromeda... "She sighed. "It seems you win, for now. But I can't stay here forever!"

"Why on earth not?" The older lady asked, scooping her grandson into her arms. "I know Teddy could never be in any better hands then yours."

Ginny gasped. "You can't mean..."

"But I can. Ginny, my dear, you will inherit Tonks manor and will hold it until Teddy comes of age. And even when he does, you will have a substantial portion of the Tonks fortune."

"But... well, no offense, but I didn't think Ted had that much," Ginny said chucking Teddy under the chin so the boy laughed and turned his hair bright pink.

"Oh, he didn't, dear. With Bella dead, the entire Black fortune comes to me. You see, Narcissa didn't want any of it, having married so nicely, and dear Sirius couldn't inherit anything when he was imprisoned, wrongly or so they now say. So the entire fortune comes to me now that Bella is out of the picture."

"I thought Harry was getting Sirius's half," Ginny said as another set of movers brought in a writing desk and full sized mirror.

"I hope you don't care about the placement, dear. Technically the portion Harry was to inherit doesn't exist, since Sirius was cut out of the will when he was imprisoned. Well, I certainly didn't care. Harry however says he has too much money as it is and he asked only for the house."

Ginny nodded. Harry never had the problem with money.

(A/N: What do you think? Should I keep it up?